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No Brakes (feat. Cerbeus)
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Steve Alexander
Steve Alexander
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Yeah Yeah I'm back at one hundred No more brakes Of course I got to rub it in your face They plotting on me Can't afford mistakes Making so much noise Almost caught a case No more brakes No more brakes I'm back at one hundred No more brakes No more brakes No more brakes I'm back at one hundred No more brakes We pulling all night shifts Still doing on type shit That's why they on my dick Frostbite wrist Bitch look at all my drip Slid on the song like this All might fist Hits land hard like bricks Make a nigga fall like trips All white six Literally crawl like critters Drinking at the bar like fish (Excuse me bartender Hennessy please) Across the board I'm a dangerous spitter Rocking out like Goth angel sinner I'm not your boy Or your babysitter I'll mop the floor With you angry midgets Tupac Shakur With the anguish in him Out raging we Stay just winning Upstage and then Say good riddance Got too many irons In the fire to fizzle out Ima stick around Overlooking up in the clouds Safety net never hit the ground I'm just another face in the crowd I like my women and liquor brown I know some killers in middletown Solidified with gorillas now I'm back at one hundred No more brakes Of course I got to rub it in your face They plotting on me Can't afford mistakes Making so much noise Almost caught a case No more brakes No more brakes I'm back at one hundred No more brakes No more brakes No more brakes I'm back at one hundred No more brakes No brakes If you ain't whipping a big body There ain't no way You could sit by me If you ain't touching a M There's so many times I had to say no to a hand out But I respect the attempt You saw I'm a asset You gave me an offer See me getting across When I take a leap Been doing that since playing frogger I'm thinking differently A lot of this is pre destiny Y'all want to come and be part of the history A bunch of rappers that fell off Want me too Take them right off Of the slope that is slippery My side is valid Your side is invalid Please try show me like Where is the symmetry? Our money major league Your money little league So many steppers it look like a centipede So much chicken I must be at Kennedy's You know what's right for you Preaching that heavily You know the ones with So much ideas but it never Work for them dub em especially I receive interest off of my Intuition Everyday they try to tell me my limits I go head on with them at the collision It's a TD crossing their line at scrimmage I'm back at one hundred No more brakes Of course I got to rub it in your face They plotting on me Can't afford mistakes Making so much noise Almost caught a case No more brakes No more brakes I'm back at one hundred No more brakes No more brakes No more brakes I'm back at one hundred No more brakes Don't play with me Don't play with me I'm not in the mood Got some blood on my shoes Mohamed Ali Lately been sinking Right down to the bottom Nobody can get it from here Nobody knows that I've been through a lot I don't care anymore What they see They be judging on me Lot of talk but They don't know my life I just told my shorty You just my type Trying to get away Hop on a flight Reminiscing on a late night Keep my head high Lot of demons in my head Told the devil wait Take me instead Got a lot of patience for my age What you know bout Being trapped in a maze No they don't know (No they don't know) They pretend that they do Whole lot of fake love (Whole lot of fake) I don't know what to do Figure my life out (figure it out) Sipping on Malibu Figure my life out (figure it out) Sipping on Malibu No more this No more that No more this No more that Don't do this Don't do that No more this No more that Ohh Ahh
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